A Commission from the Clear Sky Sect

"Oh, right, Heaven, can I bring my wife here to cultivate?" Qin Xuan had the idea of bringing Yan Fei here to train.

"Heh, if you're not afraid of getting her killed, then bring her over." Heaven answered casually. At that moment, all his thoughts were focused on White Dragon; nothing else mattered.

"Then thank you." Qin Xuan reclined in his lounge chair and took out a bottle of cola. With a gentle puff from his thin lips, a faint layer of frost instantly formed over it.

He could not help sighing. The Ice Dragon King's ability was truly convenient. He could drink iced beverages anytime, anywhere.

As for the divine power within Crystal Mountain, after several years of experimentation, Qin Xuan had more or less figured it out.

One's physique had to reach at least the Divine Level of Douluo Continent to withstand it. Otherwise, absorbing it rashly carried the risk of one's body exploding.

Among his many wives, only Yan Fei, whose Soul Power had reached level ninety-nine and who had refined the Lovesick Heartbreak Red and the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone Set, met the requirement. Jing Ni and Yue Shen were still a little short. If their cultivation reached level ninety-nine, they might be able to endure it.

"Put some strength into it. Didn't you eat, little angel?" Qin Xuan drank iced cola as he enjoyed Angel Saint King's massage, occasionally grumbling at her.

"You bastard, don't push your luck." Angel Saint King immediately flew into a rage, yet she did not dare speak too loudly, afraid of disturbing Heaven.

Heaven was currently standing before the blood-red crystal, quietly gazing at White Dragon's lovely figure encased within it, his eyes filled with boundless tenderness.

Qin Xuan greatly admired the purest kind of love between Heaven and White Dragon.